When the petals fall gently to the fresh soft...
I think of todays importance...

Softly weeping as he begins to die,
she begs hime not to leave her side...

Miss me when you hear the rain.
Miss me till you go insane...

She swept into the room,
the epitome of grace...

The breeze dances through the leaves,
the Maple begins to sway with ease...

The silence takes my breath away.
I need to hear your voice...

Where do you want me to go,
because my steps you criticize...

Traipsing through the wilderness.
The only sound is your own breath...

Clouded by emotion,
blinded by her mind...

Break free from what binds you,
let wisdom remind you...

I always thought you would be,
the one to catch me when I fall...

We throw our life away,
attempting just to live it...